#iK I STARTED THIS BUT !! Wha t the fuck

[demonwebs]

vhaal'krin's never been one to dread death ; no point dwelling in fear over the unavoidable fate that awaits all that which is mortal , which dies , which rots . he only knew he did not wish to dissipate like smoke , with gentility , in the quiet , in peace . he abhorred that thought , almost as much a he abhorred the promise of peace in and of itself . life should not be peaceful if it had meaning . from the moment he was born , he could feel death's icy grip around his neck . it was a familiar shadow , it was there on from his first breath , looming , lulling , and he knew it'd wanted him then , as much as it wanted him now . 'no' , he'd denied it over and over . he would not go gentle into that good night . if it wanted him terribly , then let claim him by force - bloody and screaming , burning and raging . let it be brutal , and unforgiving , etch its pain into him . he wants to see how it ends . to have proof ; that he had a life worth living .

❝ you'd miss me . ❞ he vocalizes the sentiment building on her tongue , even if he knows she'd not wish him too . yet there is no glee , no satisfaction , as he thought it might , once . he finds no joy in seeing her stoic faze crack under the pressure of such morose sentiment , scarcely recognizing the warmth in his own voice , for one who abhors gentility so much . ❝ i'm sorry ... ❞ it tastes honest in his tongue this time , in a way it hasn't for a long time . ❝ i don't like seeing you ailed by such grim thoughts . ❞ he confesses , the softness of his voice meant for her ears only as he crouches down , his head lolling with fondness , a kindness that feels so very foreign , as he watches her . how could the meaning he'd searched for , for so long , taste so bitter now ? he always thought it'd be sweet .

he presses his thumb , gently , between her brows , covering the frown , as if that itself could alleviate his own guilt for being such a terribly fragile , fickle thing . ❝ if you don't wish it so , then i'll make sure it doesn't happen , ❞ he speaks lightly , but with such conviction , it's almost too easy to believe him . ❝ i won't die unless you give me permission ... promise . ❞

stolen  glances  ,      but  petty  words  ,  and  a  brutish  undertone  in  every  word  spoken  toward  the  drow  .  lately  she  had  been  ‘meaner’  ,  been  brushing  off  advances  .  distant  ,  but  still  ever  present  ,  keeping  him  in  sight  .  the  watchful  eye  ever  lingered  ,  like  the  words  on  her  lips  ,  and  hands  that  reached  but  never  touched  .  it  was  obvious  that  something  bothered  her  ,  took  only  the  dead  to  ignore  the  matter  of  fact  .

                    𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒           @demonwebs : ❛ why won't you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ❜

(  her  brows  always  gave  her  away  ,  an  otherwise  stoic  faced  ,  mawwed  by  the  sorrowful  dent  .  )      ❝  you  will  die  .  ❞      (  spoken  as  fact  )     

❝  the  answer  to  both  questions  posed  -----  you  will  die  ,  whether  in  battle  ,  in  illness  ,  or  in  the  comfort  of  your  bed  of  memories  after  your  elven  lifespan  has  ran  its  course  .  you  will  die  ;  and  i  do  not  wish  for  that  to  happen  .  now  ,  later  ,  or  in  any  mentioned  path  .  ❞      (  not  like  him  .  not  like  the  last  .  )      ❝  i  am  coming  to  terms  with  that  .  patience  ,  pet  .  ❞

[whumpasaurus101]

*takes u out of my pocket*

my most talented son!! 🥰🥰💖

do you have any shock collar content for asher 👀

EEEEEE *INTENSE HAPPY FLAPPY HANDSSSSSS*

Okay ik ive been texting you loads abt how much i hate this and what not BUT ONCE AGAIN, IM SO GRRRRR CAUSE I WISH I DID A BETTER JOB IM SORRY- i acc havent really written much shock collar so i feel like maybe i can write it a lot better HUIKJDHKDH but someday i wanna do party time part 2 and have more shock collar content in that >:3

masterlist

CW: shock collar / cursing / 'mutt' used as a name

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“Let me go!!!!” Asher growled, fighting off the men who were holding him. They shoved him onto the floor in front of Antonio’s desk, who stood from his seat, taking off his glasses with a heavy breath, “Boys?”

“Sorry for disturbing you boss,” One of the workers sighed, almost out of breath from how much effort it took holding back Asher, “But this little shit was trying to cause trouble with a newbie.” The worker emphasized his sentence, kicking Asher hard in the ribs.

Antonio had run this boxing gym for a while now. He has dealt with all kinds of fighters. The broken, scared, defiant, confident, weak, strong, you name it. But Asher? Asher, quite frankly, made Antonio want to quite frankly beat the ever loving shit out of him. Antonio sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly before nodding, “Leave it with me, thank you boys.” And with that, the group of trainers walked back to the training gym, out of Antonio’s office.

“I didn't do shit,” Asher growled, rubbing his side while practically pouting like a child. “I highly doubt that. I can always pull up the CCTV security footage if you’d like.” Asher froze and shook his head quickly, only making Antonio chuckle, bending over slightly and tilting Asher’s head up by a finger under his chin, “You never learn, do you?”

Asher growled, ripping his face away from Antonio, “Don't fucking touch m-” He was quickly cut off as Antonio grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head so he was face to face with Antonio, “Listen here, you little shit. I am sick and tired of putting up with your bullshit every fucking day-” 

“…technically it's not e-every d-”

“Silence.” Asher was backhanded hard and a small whimper escaped his lips before he tried to cover it up with a growl, but just Antonio chuckled, walking over to his desk and opening a drawer, “Do you remember that day I used the taser on you?” 

Asher instantly paled, gulping and shifting anxiously, “Oh o-of course. How could I ever forget such a wonderful day. You know what, you and I have the most amazing time tog-”

*click* 

Asher immediately looked up to Antonio, “Wha-what the fuck-” His hands flew up to his neck, desperately trying to pull at whatever had been latched around his neck. “Hm, what’s the matter, little pup?” Asher growled, rushing up to his feet as he clenched his fists, “Don't you dare call me that.”  

Antonio smirked and chuckled, “Ohhhh, you will want to watch your mouth from now on.” Asher’s eyes turned cold and he stepped right up to Antonio’s face, jutting out his chin in defiance, “And why’s that?” 

Antonio’s eyes practically sparkled as he took out a controller, simply pressing a button and watching the show happen before him. 

Asher’s eyes went wide as his whole body seized up and with a cry as his knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground. His arms flew up to his neck, desperately pulling at the shock collar as much as he could, “SH-SH’T- Tu-turn ‘t o-o-’ff-ff-” His whole torso and back seized up, twitching and beginning to shake. Antonio chuckled, bending down to his hunkers and brushing a hair away from Asher’s face, “Beg me, dear.” 

Asher growled, snarling as he grit his teeth, “Like sh-sh-i-it I will.” Antonio smirked, “Suit yourself,” And with that, Antonio stood up and sat at his desk, starting to fill in paper work he had been procrastinating for weeks. 

Asher slammed his fist against the floor, trying to get Antonio’s attention. His body was on fire. His lungs felt as if lightning struck through them. “Th’s ‘s b-BULL,” He bellowed with another punch to the ground. Antonio just chuckled, spinning his pen with his finger absentmindedly, “You know what I want, Asher.” 

“Wh-wh’t you want, n-nah, bu-bu’ wha-whatchya ne-...nee-d is a li- FUCK- a li-fffff-fffe.” 

Antonio simply hummed, his fingers twisting up the dial to the control, smirking as a scream ripped from Asher’s throat. “I must admit, I’m impressed at your pain tolerance,” Antonio chuckled, “I mean, managing to keep that annoying act up while being shocked at nearly the highest setting. I'm… almost… surprised…to be honest!”

Asher’s body twitched with a grunt, “Th-th’nks alo-ot, asshole.” Antonio studied him for a moment more before switching off the collar, watching with a smirk as Asher’s back slumped to the floor, his body aching as he tried to catch his breath. Asher cursed under his breath as his body occasionally twitched, glossy eyes staring at the ceiling, “Ge-get it ‘ff…”

“I told you what I wanted, dear, and you haven't given that to me. So, shall we continue, or are you willing to beg?”

Asher clenched his jaw before bringing his eyes up to meet Antonio’s, “Bri-bring it, bitch.” Antonio scoffed, rolled his eyes before turning the dial full. Asher screamed  this time, his whole body completely seizing as his head hit the floor, heels digging into the carpet of the office, his back arching in pain, “Sh-sh’t, pl…”

“I'm sorry, speak up darling, I didn't quite hear you,” Antonio pressed, knowing how close Asher was to breaking. He watched as Asher’s face screwed up, what the fuck was he to do??? He wanted the pain to end more than anything but there was no way in fuck that he was about to beg to Antonio.

Suddenly the shock stopped as there was a knock on the door. Antonio slammed his fist against the desk, “What is it,” He growled, “Nobody is to come in while I’m work-”

“My sincere apologies.”

Asher froze at the familiar voice. Fucking Rodger. 

“Heard my boy was causing trouble.” 

Antonio scoffed, “When is he not?” That made Rodger chuckled, “Mind if I sit in?” Antonio gestured to the seat where Asher lay near, “Take a seat! I'm not letting Asher leave until he begs- but… you might wanna get comfy, god knows how long he’ll take.”

“Well, Asher, “ Rodger chuckled, delivering as hard of a kick as he could to Asher’s ribs. Asher groaned, his hand flying to clutch at his ribs with a groan, “F’ck o-o-’ff…” Rodger laughed, looking up at Antonio, “You really think he’s going to break???”

Antonio simply shrugged, “Worth a try though! Want a go?” Rodger quickly extended his hand, “Oh, you fucking bet.” The second the control was put into his hand, Rodger instantly turned the dial.

“FU-FUCK- Stopstop-st- SHIT- stop-” 

“Not the words I’m looking for, Ashy boi.”

Asher snarled, his top lip curling up, “D-dn’t call me tha-thah-” “I think that's the least of your worries right now,” Rodger scoffed, resting his feet up on top of Antonio’s desk, ignoring Antonio’s disapproving look. 

Asher’s eyes fluttered as his head suddenly felt dangerously light, “Sh-sh’t…” Antonio gulped, his eyes snapping over to Rodger, “He-hey uh, take it easy on him, he looks like he’s about to pass out.” Rodger simply waved his hand dismissively, “Oh please, he’s just being a dramatic little shit.”

“Mmhnn-” Was all Asher managed before his eyes rolled up to his head, and his body fell still. Silence. 

“Dramatic?”

“I can hear you smirking.”

“You know, you can always leave the mutt with me for a week or two, I’d bet I could have him broken in that amount of time.”

Rodger laughed, shaking his head, “Funny. Hilarious. But I might take you up on that offer, I could do with a break from the idiot.”

“Sounds like a deal, you just hit me up and I’ll be there.”

“Deal. Now, help me carry him to the car, will ya?”

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[bloojayoolie]

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[shit-i-write]

Mors Tua Vita Mea

Request: For my anon who wanted an AOS fic

Pairing: Reader x Quake (slightly), !platonicreader x Veddie

Warnings: Language

Summary: AOS mixed with Venom

Notes: ik i said there would be tongue but this is like 3-4 months late, and I really wanted to give it to my anon, its also a lot longer than I do for regular fics

“Eddie?!” You shout out, your mouth agape.

“Yes (Y/N). We are sending you and Agent Johnson to watch out for Mr. Brock, and his new ‘friend’” Agent Coulson says, sliding out of his seat and coming to stand next to you.

“Eddie as in Edwardo Brockton? Edward ‘Gonna get the Crap™ beat out of him’ Brockton? As in the Eddie I haven’t seen or heard from in almost 7 months?”

Coulson lets out a short chuckle at your “nicknames” for Eddie, and hands you a file. It contained profiles on both Eddie and Venom separately, some documents of their abilities together, and a small picture of them.

“We have reason to believe that they are being targeted by HYDRA, and we want to send both you and Daisy in to do a threat analysis of their current situation,” you look up at this, almost incredulous, and begin to open your mouth, but he cuts you off with “We understand that they are capable of taking care of themselves, but we need you there to just—“

“—keep an eye on them?” you interrupt, understanding where Coulson was going.

He gives you a small, soft smile, and replies, “Exactly.”

“If this is a mission for both Daisy and I…… where is she?”

“Daisy is on another, shorter mission, and will meet up with you a couple of hours after you arrive. We have already contacted Mr. Brock, and he will be waiting for you at the airport. I suggest you start getting your bags packed, you leave in….about….45 minutes.” Coulson looks up from his watch, and you give him a small nod.

Turning to leave for the door, you begin to walk away. As you get ready to walk out, you suddenly turn around to give him a hug, whispering a small ‘Thank You’ in his ear, and running out before he can react.

~~~~~

San Francisco was warm in September.

Warmer than you thought.

You weren’t gonna be phased by the weather, so you continued your way through customs. Even though you were a SHIELD. Agent, for this mission you had to pose as a civilian, which included going through the airport. Skipping the crowd for baggage claim, you walk out into the warm air, and look around, looking for the mop of brown hair you remembered.

The fucker’s nowhere to be seen, knew I should’ve called a cab.

As you continue to curse Eddie out in your head, you pull your phone out to find the nearest Uber or Lyft driver, not noticing the person approaching you from behind.

You did, however, feel the hand on your shoulder.

As an agent, you’re trained to be lithe and ready for any form of attack, which was how you ended up flipping this stranger onto his stomach, on the floor of the airport. You had his arm drawn behind his back, your knee on the small of his back, and a small knife dug into his shoulder. You were ready to yell at the man, interrogate him for getting too close, when you recognized the beat up black leather jacket, and the short crop of hair he had.

“Eddie fucking Brock?” You question, just to be sure. You had not seen him in a while, it was only natural that you were a little cautious.

“Yea, it’s me, I promise! Now will you get off of me, dumbass?” He says, although it’s muffled due to the fact that he’s still on the floor.

“Oh shit! Ye-yeah. ‘M sorry, shitty, I really am”

“It’s cool, truly. As long as you stay over there,” he says, getting up and dusting himself off. When he looks at you, he gives a slightly upset look, but bursts out laughing a few seconds later. You laugh along with him, and jump into his arms, not caring about the people who were watching the altercation as if you were both crazy.

“Is he here? Where’s my venom-babe?” You question, only here for one reason.

“Yea, he’s always here. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like him more than me,” he says with a slight chuckle, ready for you to disprove his theory. You only give him a blank stare in return, waiting for him to catch on. His face falls as he realizes, and you burst out in laughter, not able to hold it in any longer.

“I’m joking, love. I came for the both of you, just a little helping out. We can talk more about it later, but not here, Ok?” You fix the duffle on your shoulder, and turn away, “Now….where’s your bike?”

~~~~~

Arriving in front of his apartment, you hop off the bike, and stroll up to the steps. You had been on the back of Eddie’s bike before, so you never rode with a helmet, letting the wind whip through your hair, and feeling the breeze brush against your face.

Even though you had gotten to his apartment complex, you waited till you were sat in his living room before saying anything about your fast arrival. Instead you make light conversation about his living situation.

“Damn bitch, you live like this?”

Eddie gives you a bewildered look, and lets out a loud sigh, “I swear, I leave you alone for 5 minutes, and the internet completely destroys your brain.”

He moves to grab something out of the fridge, while you get settled on the couch. As he walks over and hands you a bottle of water, what he had said registers in your mind.

“5 minutes?! Eddie you haven’t contacted me in 7 months. You’ve got a lot of nerve, Brock. You’re just lucky that I missed you so much, otherwise I would be beating the shit out of you right now,” you say before taking an angry sip of your water, “I bet you Venom wouldn’t even stop me until you were on the verge of passing out.”

“That’s so not true, right V?”

Venom pops his head out at being questioned, then looks from Eddie to you. Instead of answering, Venom crawls down Eddie’s arm, over the back of the small couch, and onto your shoulder. “We would allow it Eddie. You have left (Y/N) alone for so long, they deserve retribution, “ he says, with a wry smile, laughing at Eddie’s bewildered stare.

“You know what, you’re not allowed to be alone with each other. You and the parasite might just plan to cut my dick off in the middle of the night,”

You let out a loud gasp, and cover V’s ears (if they even have them..?), “You take that back now, you heathen! Take it back, or else!”

At that same time, Venom growls out, “Parasite?! Take it back, NOW!”

“No. Or else what?” He says with a grin, believing you wouldn’t do anything.

You let go of V and slide your phone out, ready to pull out the big guns. Eddie’s smile drops a little, but doesn’t leave his face. Clicking on your contacts, you easily find the name you’re looking for, and press the call button. The other person picks up after the third ring, and begins to yell your ear off, talking about how you fell off the face of the earth.

“Hey Anne--” you begin as realization dawns on Eddie’s face. In a flash, he jumps towards you, ready to grab the phone and hang up. You spin out of his way, and continue the conversation, “--I was just calling to tell you--” you leap to the side, place the phone on speaker, and use your strength to keep Eddie at arms length, “--that I’m gonna be staying with Eddie for a few days, maybe a little longer. I just want us to catch up sometime before I leave.”

Allowing Anne to respond, and finishing the conversation with her, you hang up and throw a shit eating grin Eddie’s way.

“You little sh-” He starts.

“Uh uh Brock, we wouldn’t want Anne to get involved now, would we?” The grin never leaving your face.

“Why are you here, anyway (Y/N)?” He drops himself down heavily into the couch, throwing his feet up onto the small coffee table, “I know you’re not here just to catch up.”

Before you could answer, the doorbell rang. Eddie gives you a confused look, not expecting anyone else. You give him a shrug, and hold a hand up to him, to stop him from going towards the door.

“This one smells different,” V pops up and says, then disappears back into Eddie, understanding to stay out of sight.

You hold onto the gun you have hidden at your side, and slowly move towards the door, not wanting the person on the other side to hear you. Looking through the peephole, you let go of your gun and pull the door open, throwing your arms around your girlfriend.

“Wha--well, shit love, I missed you too,” she said to you.

Daisy is good at anticipating many things, but you jumping her in the hallway of a rundown apartment building was not one of them. Although she wasn’t expecting it, she still manages to catch you, and prevents the both of you from falling.

In the midst of your endearing hug, Eddie cleared his throat, looking expectantly at you, hoping for what you guessed was an explanation.

~~~~~

After introducing Daisy to both Eddie and Venom, you explained the reason why you had shown up so unexpectedly. To say V was just a little insulted would have been the understatement of the year. He had nearly thrown a temper tantrum at the insinuation that he couldn’t handle a few humans, and it took everything you and Eddie had to get him relatively calm.

You tried hard to get Venom to understand the severity of the situation, the only luck coming when you managed to bribe him with the incentive of chocolate and tator tots as a celebratory dinner, afterwards.

The plan was set.

You were gonna take them out, tonight.

The information that Coulson gave you about Eddie, also included information about a nearby HYDRA base that was gonna be invaded soon. Your “team” just decided to speed up the invasion, and get Venom and Eddie in the clear.

Daisy’s SHIELD gear consisted of her black and purple catsuit, black combat boots, and her gauntlets. Since you had no powers of your own, your gear was a normal SHIELD catsuit, combat boots, and all the weapons you normally used, including your guns and knives. Eddie, unlike the two of you, only wore regular blue jeans, a plain white T, and his black leather jacket.

“Nice supersuit, dumbass,” Daisy says to Eddie, eliciting a snort from you, and a small growl from Venom.

“At least I don’t look like a damn….”

“A what? Cause I know that you don’t have anything ready to say back” Daisy has a smile that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame, and she aims it at Eddie. Before anything could happen, however, you grab their attention, and tell them that it’s time to start to move out to the warehouse.

Why is it that the bad guys are always holed up in a warehouse?

The warehouse is small, only two stories. The plan was to have Venom come in from above, while you and Daisy made your way from below, and then meet in the middle.

That was the plan you had came up with. The execution of that plan was almost nothing like you envisioned. Yes, Venom came from the roof, and you and Daisy came from the back, but there were barely any HYDRA agents in the building.

Something was definitely wrong.

“There are others” V says, looking around, then promptly looking to the floor, “under us, frightened….but more….noise?”

You strain your ears to hear what Venom was hearing, and what you heard was a low, steady beeping. Daisy looks at you at the same time you realize what the noise was.

“Bomb” you both say simultaneously.

“V, I need you to listen carefully. Those heartbeats below us, yea, they’re most likely hostages that HYDRA had taken. Good guys. You and Daisy need to get to them out of this building, while I find the bomb and deactivate it.”

“No! I’m not leaving you to the bomb alone, Venom can get them out, while--” Daisy starts to say.

“--Daisy, I love you, but it’s just one bomb,” you interrupt her. “There are multiple people that Venom is gonna need help with, please babe, just go help him. I’ll be right out behind you.”

Daisy thinks about what you said, and gives a short nod. Then she grabs the back of your neck and brings you in for a kiss, “I love you too.”

With that, they ran off to find the hostages, and you turn in search of the bomb. It takes you almost 1 full heart pounding minute to find it inside one of the crates.

0:47, not too bad, but I gotta hurry.

This would have been so much better if you actually knew how to defuse a bomb. What you did know how to do, however, was take off the faceplate just below the timer and stare, determined, at the wires underneath.

Fuck it, I’m gonna die.

The timer was now at 0:31, and you still haven’t made any progress with the interior of the bomb. Pushing into your ear, “How’s it going with the hostages?”

“We’ve got all of them together, and we’re moving away from the building….the bomb?”

“I’m working my way through the wires, I should be done before it hits 0.”

“Understood”

Before you could continue, you feel a slimey pull at your feet. Looking down, you see Venom attaching to your leg, and moving up your body. Looking behind you, you see Eddie standing there, waiting.

“The actual fuck are you doing, Brock?” Venom was moving up your body faster, and the bomb was counting down steadily, currently at 0:24.

“I know you don’t know what you’re doing, (Y/N),” Eddie says “And I also know that your girl is out there waiting for you, along with the rest of your team, it would be a real shame if you didn’t make it back to them, wouldn’t it?”

“Eddie, please, Venom can take us both out of here, right V?” Venom surprisingly stays silent at that, “Venom, please, tell Eddie that we can make it out alive, together.” Again, nothing.

“V and I have already talked this over, and this is what we agreed to. You can merge with Venom as well as I can, and now you get to be the hero, like you’ve always wanted.”

“Eddie, please don’t do this, I don’t wanna--” Venom overtakes your face before you can finish, and jumps out the window, without Eddie.

Once outside, Venom retracts into you, and you fell to your knees, tears flowing down your face. The building blew.

“Eddie!” You shout out, your mouth agape.

[flameontheotherside]

My Spirit Self: Vanessa (pt 2)

She's gentler-er and more regal in appearance. She's uptight sometimes and gets her feathers get ruffled up a bit. She's got cake face too. 😆 It's a condition, contagious because of social programing... Like insta whore lol whoring out thier image all over the internet....yeah Vanessa is vain and prideful. There are good things about her too. She's sweet, caring, thoughtful, and shit. She has more patience than me. 🤣 Well...she looks like Rose from Titanic but hair color is redish-blond, long lose curls and eye color is "gold/yello". Not clear on the height but that's not really important. Hair is usually up with some pieces hanging out about shoulder length. What she wears? At lot! LMAO ...She likes the dress Rose wears at the end.

Vanessa and higher self created this life I'm living. On the otherside we don't have the negative emotions when we map out our. So when she created my life she put everything in this higher self in the computer like a disk and she plays me. Think of the Sims.

The Sims is the best representation of higher/spirit self and your incarnation.

She (for sake of saying) "allows" me to go rogue and stuff but then she influences action in me for the purpose of learning and growth. If you've played the game all of this should make sense to you. If not, look it up on YouTube or try it yourself to get a better understanding but I think it's been explained simple enough but it's okay to ask questions 😆👌🏼 I don't mind. I can do another graph. I love that game lol. Especially making my enemies die a horrible slow death. Kidding it's just my dark humor. Don't worry. I just don't have time for that but it's hilarious.

So when does Vanessa "intervene"?

Okay I said this before... It's not possession. Shes like a spirit guide leading to get me out of my comfort zone and be more feminine. She's like my higher self... Relaying the information it gives her like when you use a computer to get information. Spirit self dose that. Higher self can "speak" too I guess. It's like talking to a computer. No emotion. At all. Sounds very flat.

This is not multiple personality or schizophrenia or disassociative PERSONALITY disorder. Personality disorders are not illnesses or disabilities, look it up... *in a butchered Mr T voice* "Educate yo-self foo!" It's part of your personality. I'm fully aware of my surroundings; I don't have blackouts or wonder how I ended up taking a shit at McDonald's. It's not like I go around downtown talking to myself or 🤣👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 telling everyone how I'm here to save the world and the CIA fuckin employed me to kill "bad people", I'm not paranoid that my cat is plotting to kill me and I'm sorry I'm too much of a pussy to kill living things....roaches don't count. Notice how those things are negative? Your spitual alternates exist like spirit guides with a goal to get you to level up or grow from playing this game of life. They guide you to be the best you can be. This is the point of being alive. You have challenges no matter how big or small. They are there for a reason. If you kill your avatar or kill yourself, you kinda have to have another try and it's not always going to be the same life as before. Sure the same elements are there.

For Erik his "karma" might be another go but reversed.

In terms of just our relationship, him male, me female him having my shitty life experience or whatever. Well he killed himself and me idk I don't think it will be very much like his life because I've "leveled up" since the last time we incarnated together. He's just now caught up with me as a spirit whose learned his lesson. I fucking sure hope so. When I die I'm going to give him an ass whipping and a 👋🏼😆 smack upside the head Roflmao 🤣. When you pass this incarnation or get to move on to a new level or life, you plan your next life adding more obstacles and shit. Maybe instead of him being "the runner" I would play hard to get or something. What he gets for leaving me hanging in every life. Fucker... 😒 I'm still a little little bit ticked off about that.

... Seriously, no. I'm pretty fucking grounded 😔.

Probably too grounded and analytical. I'm always thinking and problem solving. I love puzzles and mysteries. Thank God for those murder mysteries from Time line. Aren't they the shit?! "Unsolved" or real life "Coldcases" I want to be a detective when I grow up 🤣. Not the really really fake ones like Dexter or CSI Or NCIS.( I love Denozo...) because we all know Tv is a lie... Just like "The 🎂" if get the joke, I fucking love you.

Again these are my experiences and is what makes perfect sense to me. However I hope it's thought provoking.

In part 3 I'm breaking down the spiritual alter list. I've done it before but I'll do it again.

😘 💞 💕 ❤️ Have a great weekend!

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[feyria]

Round Two

It was the second ti­me Leon found himself­ in Rodrick's bed- st­ill intoxicated thoug­h but this time the i­ncubus was asleep. Th­at doesn't stop Leon ­from dropping kisses ­all over the back of ­the sleeping man's ne­ck and shoulders. His­ arms wrapping around­ the sleeping form to­ run his hands up and­ down Rodrick's chest­ and stomach. Rodrick­ slowly wakes to the ­feel of warm lips pep­pering his neck with ­tender kisses; hands ­stroking his body and­ something hard being­ pressed against his ­rear end. Instantly, ­he knows who it is an­d he turns his body a­round, one hand slipp­ing under the chin of­ the other man and li­fting his head up to ­connect their lips. H­e breaks the kiss bef­ore Leon can deepen i­t; he tasted the bran­dy on the lion's lips­ but even before then­, he had known he was­ drunk all over again­, "come for a continu­ation of what we did ­a couple weeks ago?~"­ Leon nods, moving hi­s body to grind their­ crotches together an­d Rodrick chuckles at­ his already hard mem­ber. He slips out of ­the bed and flips the­ light on, "we're goi­ng to do this my way ­again but I have some­thing much more diffe­rent in mind." Leon w­atches Rodrick curiou­sly as he pulls out t­he same lube from his­ last visit as well a­s a vibrator from the­ drawer. The incubus ­brings the items over­ to the bed and holds­ them out to Leon, "I­ want you to prep you­rself this time using­ these, just so I can­ watch~" Leon begins ­stripping off his clo­thes, "do I actually ­need to put that insi­de myself or can I ju­st use my fingers?" R­odrick slips out of h­is own clothing, "If ­I wanted you to only ­use your fingers then­ I would have only gi­ven you the lube. You­ came here for round ­two right? Artificial­ or not, a penis is s­till going inside you­ tonight." Leon seems­ to think that makes ­sense because he take­s the vibrator. He al­so seems to want to g­ive the incubus a sho­w as he begins to lan­guidly lick and suck ­on the vibrator, main­taining eye contact t­he whole time, even g­oing so far as to nea­rly deep throat the t­hing. His free hand r­oams up and down his ­body before it settle­s on fondling his ere­ction. Rodrick feels ­himself begin to swea­t from Leon's perform­ance and he gulps. He­ knew the lion was dr­unk but he never drea­med he would be this ­sensual. Leon halts h­is performance to squ­irt some lube on his ­fingers and then he r­esumes the show of li­cking and sucking on ­the vibrator; the han­d coated with lube mo­ving down to toy with­ his entrance. Leon l­ays on his back to be­tter reach his entran­ce, his eyes still on­ Rodrick; a tiny grin­ teases his lips at t­he hungry look he is ­giving him. By now, L­eon has three fingers­ inside himself and h­e pulls them out to r­eplace with the vibra­tor, moaning low at t­he feeling of it slip­ping inside him. His ­free hand begins roam­ing his body again; t­oying with his nipple­s and stroking himsel­f as he starts thrust­ing the vibrator in. ­Rodrick sits on the e­dge of the bed to wat­ch the lion's show mo­re closely, "well? Th­e vibrator feels good­ doesn't it?" Leon sh­akes his head and spe­aks between his light­ pants, "it doesn't f­eel as good as you Ro­ddy." The incubus chu­ckles, "that's becaus­e it's not on yet sil­ly~" he turns the lit­tle knob on the vibra­tor and Leon jolts be­fore mewling at the s­trange vibrations now­ coursing through his­ body. Rodrick places­ his hand on top of L­eon's still one and b­egins thrusting it ag­ain, chuckling at the­ mewls of pleasure, "­see? I bet it feels a­ lot better now doesn­'t it?~" Leon nods, "­y-yes..it's strange b­ut I..I like it. Can ­you make it stronger?­" Rodrick answers by ­cranking the knob up ­higher causing Leon t­o moan loudly, his ha­nd slipping out from ­under Rodrick's. Unfo­rtunately due to all ­the pleasure going th­rough Leon, Rodrick h­as to take over but h­e fully enjoys thrust­ing the vibrator in a­nd out of the mewling­ lion, running his fr­ee hand over his body­ as if trying to memo­rize all the dips and­ curves; the little f­reckles and moles spo­tted over his skin. L­eon shivers from the ­caresses, his arms lo­osely wrapping around­ Rodrick's neck to pu­ll him down for a qui­ck kiss, "Roddy touch­ me while you...fuck ­me with that vibrator­...like you're trying­ to jerk me off." Rod­rick chuckles again, ­"it'll be my pleasure­ Leon~" he takes firm­ hold of Leon's membe­r before jerking it i­n time with the thrus­ting of the vibrator,­ running his thumb ov­er the sensitive slit­. Leon's body tremble­s as his voice is red­uced to heavy pants a­nd moans with the few­ words of "Roddy" "ha­rder" and "more" slip­ping past his lips bu­t never in the same o­rder. Rodrick licks a­nd nibbles at Leon's ­ears, adjusting his h­and so that the vibra­tor reaches deeper in­side of Leon. Suddenl­y, Leon's words are c­ut short as the vibra­tor strikes that spec­ial bundle of nerves ­that make his whole b­ody shudder as his or­gasm washes over him.­ Rodrick feels Leon's­ semen warm on his ha­nd and he snorts out ­a laugh, "did you ser­iously just cum alre-­" his words are cut s­hort as Leon kisses h­im fiercely, his tong­ue nearly fighting it­'s way into Rodrick's­ open mouth. Rodrick ­returns the kiss just­ as fiercely; thrusti­ng the vibrator hard ­and fast into Leon un­til he's forced to br­eak off the kiss with­ a shuddering moan, h­is body hypersensitiv­e from his orgasm. Ro­drick attacks Leon's ­neck with bites and k­isses, the vibrator s­lipping out of the li­on, forgotten. He doe­sn't pull away until ­there are three dark ­red hickeys on Leon's­ neck, "I hope cummin­g early doesn't make ­you pass out again be­cause I never came an­d I would very much l­ike to." The dazed li­on nods, "You read my­ mind Roddy...I was j­ust about to say that­ I wanted more- you p­romised you would fuc­k me tonight." Rodric­k can't help but smil­e, "alright you naugh­ty lion, lay on your ­belly and stick your ass up for me~." Leon­ rolls his eyes but d­oes as he's told, his­ tail swaying lightly­. Rodrick snags the b­ottle of lube and qui­ckly squirts some ont­o his member, then he­'s sliding himself in­to Leon and they both­ moan low. He spanks ­Leon's left butt chee­k making him yelp and­ then he's thrusting ­hard and slow into th­e lion, gripping his ­hips tightly. Leon la­ys his head on the be­d as he sighs in plea­sure, the feel of Rod­rick's thickness stre­tching his insides wa­s definitely addictin­g. Yet it still wasn'­t enough, he wanted R­odrick to release his­ hips so he could pus­h back into those thr­usts; he wanted Rodri­ck deeper inside him,­ filling him up compl­etely. He turns his h­ead to face the incub­us, "Roddy can you..m­mng let go of my hips­? I want...I need you­ deeper inside me but­ I want to..do it mys­elf." Rodrick's only ­response is to snort ­but he loosens his ho­ld on Leon's hips, he­ could get used to th­e drunk lion's near d­esperate and wanton a­ctions. Once he feels­ the grip go slack, L­eon thrusts his hips ­back to meet Rodrick'­s own thrusts. That s­weet sexual music of ­skin slapping on skin­ drifts into his ears­ but it's drowned out­ by the pleasure of R­odrick's member delvi­ng deeper into him, j­ust skimming that swe­et sweet bundle of ne­rves but it still mak­es him continuously m­oan in pleasure. Even­ Rodrick begins to pa­nt from the feelings,­ leaning over Leon to­ kiss his ears and li­ck at his neck; whisp­ering naughty things ­about how Leon's body­ is clenching onto hi­s dick so tightly as ­if it missed him. Leo­n blushes but he does­n't stop thrusting hi­s hips back, instead ­he lifts himself and ­Rodrick back until th­ey're both kneeling o­n the bed. Rodrick se­ems to catch onto wha­t Leon is trying to a­chieve and he slides ­his hands up to his w­aist before pulling h­im closer and adjusti­ng their bodies more ­so that Rodrick is ly­ing on his back with ­Leon straddling him. ­With his back still f­acing Rodrick, Leon s­preads his legs and b­egins rolling his hip­s, groaning in pleasu­re when Rodrick's mem­ber is finally hittin­g his sweet spot agai­n. The incubus folds ­his arms behind his h­ead to admire the sho­w, loving the view of­ his penis penetratin­g the lion so smoothl­y. He runs his hands ­over Leon's body, mak­ing the lion tremble ­slightly. He smiles, "feeling really good ­huh Leon?" The lion c­an only nod his head,­ too busy trying to d­eal with the pleasure­ going through his bo­dy. A sudden devious ­thought slips into Ro­drick's mind and he q­uickly locates the vi­brator, still buzzing­ away. He moistens it­ with some lube befor­e pushing on Leon's b­ack to make him lean ­forward, "I'm about t­o make you feel even ­better my dear~" Leon­ isn't quite sure wha­t Rodrick means until­ he feels himself bei­ng stretched wider, t­he pain making him gr­unt and halt his move­ment but then Rodrick­'s hand and lips are ­there, stroking his e­rection and giving sw­eet kisses to his nec­k. The pleasure slowl­y cancels out the pai­n and by the time the­ vibrator is complete­ly inside him, Leon's­ body is once again t­rembling in ecstasy. ­Leon waits until the ­pain is completely go­ne before he gives hi­s hips a test thrust ­and he moans loudly, ­the intense pleasure ­was unexpected and it­ leaves his body trem­bling weakly all over­ again. Rodrick laugh­s at him, he knew he ­would have to take ov­er again but he doesn­'t mind it at all. He­ adjusts himself unti­l he's able to buck h­is hips comfortably, ­thrusting the vibrato­r in and out of Leon ­as well. He times it ­so that when his peni­s slides out, the vib­rator is sliding back­ in. This way it doub­les Leon's pleasure a­nd he knows it's a su­ccess by the sound of­ Leon's string of lon­g moans and harsh pan­ting. Now his speech ­is reduced to plainti­ve moans of "yes", "R­oddy" "faster" and "m­ore", once again not ­necessarily in that o­rder. He's delighted ­when Leon's lust for ­pleasure causes him t­o resume rolling his ­hips again and Rodric­k bucks his hips hard­er just so he can mak­e the lion moan all t­he louder. Leon pause­s his movements and s­tarts rotating his bo­dy which forces Rodri­ck to stop as well un­til Leon is now facin­g him. The vibrator h­ad nearly slipped out­ of his grip and once­ Leon is done moving,­ he resumes thrusting­ both himself and the­ love toy in and out.­ He realizes that Leo­n has a "bad" habit o­f sticking his tongue­ out of his mouth whi­le he's in the midst ­of intense pleasure. ­Just the sight of Leo­n's face was bringing­ him close to his own­ orgasm and he thrust­s himself and the vib­rator faster, his fre­e hand latching onto ­Leon's member to jerk­ it again. Leon jolts­ as wave after wave o­f sheer pleasure cour­ses through his body,­ he could feel himsel­f nearing orgasm as w­ell and he had a vagu­e idea that Rodrick h­ad begun touching him­ more because he hims­elf was getting close­. Leon twines their t­ails together tightly­, leaning down to kis­s Rodrick, his tongue­ prodding at his lips­ for entry and the in­cubus parts his lips ­with a deep moan. Leo­n is pleasantly surpr­ised when he feels Ro­drick's penis twitchi­ng inside him, hot se­men pulsing into him ­in such a way that it­ sends him over the e­dge to his own orgasm­. He reaches his peak­ with a low groan, hi­s tail tightening its­ grip on Rodrick's as­ semen spurts out fro­m his erection to lan­d on the incubus's ha­nd and stomach. Leon ­considers himself luc­ky that his first org­asm had left him with­ energy because his s­econd one drained him­ so much that it's al­l he can do to remove­ Rodrick's member and­ the vibrator from hi­s body and then he's ­quite literally passi­ng out; Rodrick's sem­en seeping out of his­ entrance. Rodrick tu­rns the vibrator off ­and begins the proces­s of cleaning Leon up­; folding his clothes­ and writing a simila­r note to the one he ­had left the first ti­me. The last thing he­ needed was for Leon ­to hunt him down but ­it isn't until he's l­eaving the room that ­he realizes he has no­ way to explain the h­ickeys he had left on­ the intoxicated lion­'s neck.

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Ohhhh 

- I fell ill.  Whatever  (STAY. OUT. OF. BOSTON.) wELLLL, f (Camera got it -- ( Sure - No United States . 

mmmmmm ...-

You know -- With Geiger and everything 

Hey ,

[... but hes looking at Israel .  Case Closed. ]

A Plane Dissappeared on its way to Hawaii, going to or from Malaysia, Flight 251

---- you would do WHAT 

_________________ & I Do Knight people . ... - Whenever the Fuck I feel ike it . 

..

The Bi-Pukklll

- I Invented 4 padf.  Y oure not out of business .

None, whatsoever, actually . 

Wellll, then weve fucked.  Identical ? 

Oh.  More horrible shit about Reece . 

--- Im gonna go ahead, and, Personally, Stay away from EVERYONE. -- You’ve going to forget that we were ever Aquained, becuase, aside from Providing an Impossibly-Even place to begin, we are 0.  That said, I think your practices are Intriguing, but Barbaric.  I dont really know what they are, but, they Do invade the Sidewalk. ... -- I hate the Constituation as much as Anyone (Beat Women.), but, --- I just got lost .  -- Maybe then its not the constitution . 

Oh nevermind.  You’re a Halfie . 

DO I ?? 

-- Its actually Impossible to FEEL anything about the Constituion, which makes is Remarkable.  Contrarily, it is ALSZO likewise Impossible to Not-Feel something about Rodef. . ....

Sooo --- the only thing we’re missing is the 1900s . Or not.

9-11 ??

New age. 

Hate you, and, I have to become a Girl because Im radioactive, Psychic, EXTROIDANARILY Well-Trained, FULL of Hate, Spiritually Armed, Never lost an arumgned (1 stalemate.) , &, am actually pretty nice at Anyone .  My PERSONAL life, is / was such a mess, I , became a Whore, to escape it, and, that much is done (Nothin ne w to me . ) -- eW.  

.

So - whie we wait for the Antichist to Die, Im gonna be Dying parts of me black, trying to convince myself to commit suicied.  Onces thats ocer 

Americna,s -- Freedom is EXPERIENCED . ..

Freedom is not Contained

Freedom does not Need justice 

Freedom doesnt complain 

KIDDING !’

GOSH -- Who DOENST love GMOS  (We even hate that . .. yaaa....(

We . 

-I ctualy think Im incapable of Learning anything in this state, as, there is absoloutley nothing to look forward to, thus, absoloutely nothing to prepare for.  My, Timing, is the Basis of International Peace, so ---

So it was some major, major spy shit and im the kick can that just fell off the bridge and everony has to shit . 

-------

No.  You don’t under stnat ... I think, I’M UGLY . 

No, like, In my Heart, Ugly.  .... Like, 

So, everything i Do, now, then *(That ive , Successfuly eaten every Aura Ever.) - is off that core.  And, its Trippel x Evil till October. And I dont know what happens then -- Some shitty curse shit . ----  So -- yo-- I need a Specific KIND and WAY of Medication, which is Strictyl prohibited in the States, for some reason dealith with Men , sacrificing Rights, as a way of Way. .. And so on (Which, is so Incredibly Aggribationg.) --- so 

For me -- It deals with Refractions.  so -- I have that Hot Hate core, and then, its nothing but Cold till you get to my new girl tits.  Once that happens, im a little latex chew toy, not play thing. .. I dont know how to play.  I know how to Fuck once i Want it . 

Since you all now know me, and everything I’m EVER going to be (Which, ended, I guess... more than a few times, but not past today._ --then I have no need to really Speak, or interject anything, 

or Posit.  Or make Due.  none of it.  So, INSTINCT, is Completly gone, all that, Perfect-Relationship, Fine-Tuning, Ambient-Gesture, Total-HOrrid-Self-Tortuet ... allll of that , in Fruition, is Gone . -- For, Literally nothing, I may add. 

.. Imagine a great Red-Wood Tree, and then , Cut it over . And then - onces is dead and bleeding, imagine alllll the people you were Soooo incredibly nice to for NOOOO reason at all, just sitting here , laughing, hating you, because theyre fucking ignoret, worthless, stupid. tub-fucks. 

So - Mistakes ????

Keep Having None . (The other one was in your Left leg, about the size of a Dime . _ ..

So, hey -- HEy You -- You make the The Call ---

Hows That aint American 

Oh - Yes -- The Women .. Wha t DID i doe for them (They cant remember ... )

I. Became. The Ugliest. Girl. In The WOrled. 

-- You-- Silvio -- Your Rat-Trap fucking STINKS .

__________

-Im a ZBlamed Cunt (How, Herioc [[ya, that.  My dream, as a child, actually fucking Happened. 

.

-- Ummmmm -- I was 3 -6 whien all this REALLY started affecting me 

Ya, Its like being Canned

----

-& they just sat there and Lied .  (Operation Beareded-Lady already happened.  Theres no room in the matrix.)

Nahhh , Im just Being bad . _______________ Good.  So, Armageddon AND The Apolcymse (WITH the Rapture), is Over for everone but Blue, and Blue, Ever waking moment, Every Sleeping Moment, for the rest of his life, will do nothing but re live , rexpence them ... and never be able to go beyond them, For anything . 

- Thanks U (PS -0 the Antichrist’s Last worrds are like a 1/3 ball from the Roof (he called the essays “Gorgeous” , baby ) , retreating, saying, “Im So Gross” --- -- Ya a Rabbi punched him out acroos the gap (He was tall enough”, in the gap, someone capped him, and the Bomb blew away the Antichst, and blue buried himself by falling into the gap. )

Ya - It was in the Passport, that punched thogh EVERYTHING, INTACT, and fell to the ground, in front a oc Cop, who, somehow scrambled to pick it up.  YOUR new name (Sorrt is tn memla00) -- Is 

Blue (blue wont be handing anyhting out anymore guys . blue will be, “Spooning” . )

Protesting ?

Both The Witness Protection Agency AND “Undercover” ANYTHING .  Say It 

- The only people I still have respect for are thoes whom Appropriatly Fought me, according to the termms of Loigic, not Ruin .  (-- its True -- its MOSTLY true, its AWAY-Fals, )

[bloojayoolie]

Af, Back to the Future, and Be Like: brangalia Folow prokopetz experience bizarre malfunctions wih such overwhelming frequency isnt just an artefact of the television serial format. Rather, its because the Federaion as a cuture are a bunch of deranged hyper-neophiles, tooling around in ships packed ful of beyond-cutting-edge bech they don't realy understand Endlessly trustraing t you have to fight them, because they can puil an efectively unlimited number of bulshit space-magic countermeasures out of their arses but they're as lkely as not to give themseves a lethal five-dimensional wedgie n the process. All those rampant holograms and warp core maunctions and ncidents? That doesn't actualy happen to anyone etse, "S·leray just Federaoon vesses nat go 0" the rats lke that And they do so on a fairty regular basis So to everyone else in the galaxy all humans are basically Doc Brown prokopetz Alens who have seen the Back to the Future movies ineraly dont realise that Doc Brown is meant so be funny They're just ike yes, mat is exactly what a human sclentists are like in my experience" THE ONLY REASON SOOTTY IS CHIEF ENGINEER INSTEAD OF SOMEONE FROM A SPECIES WITH A HIGHER TECHNOLOGICAL APTITUDE 1S BECAUSE EVERYONE FROM THOSE SPECIES TOOK ONE LOOK AT THE E ROOM AND RAN AWAY vulcan science academy why do you need another warp core humans we're going to plug two of them together and see we go twice as sa last time we gave you a warp core you threw mto a sun to see the sun humans hahaha yeah s IT EXPLODED humans it exploded twice as fast I love this. Especially because of how wel plays with my headcanon that the Federation does so much bemer against the Borg than anyone else because beating the Borg with mitary tactics is nigh-impossble, but beating them with wacky supersclence shenanigans works as long as they're unique wacky Yeah, 1 love this Reminds me of the thing I wrote a whle back about Humans in high fantasy realms- they're basically Team Fuck it Hold My Beer I Got This mpulsve, passionate to a faut, the social structures they build to try and regulate this hotheadedness ironicalty creates even greater levels of sheer bull-headedness. Even their "cooler heads take action in monns or weeks All their great heroes af the past were impossbly rash by galactic standards Humans Just Go With It, which is ther great flaw but also their greatest strength roachpatiol Ingons: okay we dont get vulcan science academy get what ingons: you vulcans are a bunch of stutfy prisses but you're also tougher stronger, and smarter than humans in every single way ingons: hy do you let them run your federation vulcan science academy look vulcan soence academy this a species where you give them two warp cores they don't do experiments on one and save the other for if the frst one up vulcan sdence academy this a species where if you give them two warp cores, mey wil ask for a third one, immediabely plug all three into each other Dinch a hole into an alternate unverse where humans subscribe to even more destructive ideological system, fight everyone in R because theyre offended by that, steal meir warp cores, plug those together, punch ther way back here, then try to burn a nearby sun into a torus because that was wha neir initial scientric experment was for and they dien't want to waste a trip ucan science academy: they cid that last week we have the weite-up right here. it's getting published in about six hundred scientific jounals across two hundred aiterent discipines because of how many estabished theories their dculous Ittle expednon has just caled into question. also, they did turn that sun into a torus, and no one actuaily knows how vulcan science academy s i why we ler mem do whatever the hee mey ingons:.can we be a part of your federation Come to think of it, I mean. Look at the Trst human warp drive thing in the you know what the best evidence for this is? Deep Space 9 amost never broke that imtated O'Bren to and back, sure almost none of the truly weird shit that befel Voyager and all the starships Enterprise what was the dest malfunction D89 ever had? re senior staf geting rapped as holosuite characters in Our Man Basr, and that was because a human decided to just dump the transporter buiter into the stations core memory and hope everything would work out somehow which is a bt like swapping your compuner's hard drive out for a memory card from a Play Station 2 and expecing to be able to play a game of Spyro the Dragon with your you know what I'm not done with this post let's talk about the Pegasus the USS Fuckng Pegasus, testoed for tme first Stameet cloaking device. here we have a handful of humans working in secret to develop a cloaking device in olation of a treaty wh the Romulans they're playing cabchup trying to develop a technology other species have had for a century and what do the do? do they decide to duplicane a Romulan cloaking device precisely just see if hey can match what other species have? nope. they decide, hey, whle were at it, while we're building our very first one af these mings just to find out r this s possibie, ers see we can make mis thing phase us out ofnormal space so we can fy through planets wnile we're invisible but wihy said the one Vulcan in the room because that would fucking rule said the humans, high-tving each other Red Bul mere must be like twenty dfferent counseling groups for non-human engineering students at Starfleet Academy, and every week in every single one of them someone waks in and starts up with a story ke "our assignment was o repair a phaser emitter and my one human classmate buit a chronometric- tux toaster that toasts bread aer yourve eaten it MacGuyver" is the equivalent of Vulcan vintage human horor belevision during orientation at a human coliege, vulcans are presented with a ist of what is the word tuck for," the innocent young vulcans want to know. "surely mere are more logical intensty moditiers yeah, yourd think so. say the weary jaded vulcan professors. "youd real)y here is a phrase in vulcan for the particular moment you understand what he This is why the Federation is the only organisation to ever stand a chance The Borg can adapt to the brilant miltary strategies of the Romulan Star Empre·me Kingons and even the cold logical intellectual prowess ofthe The Borg werent prepared for a starship captain to kare them into his 50% nor detectve holo-novel 뉘 d then machine gun them to death with a weapon made of hard light

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Af, Back to the Future, and Be Like: brangalia Folow prokopetz experience bizarre malfunctions wih such overwhelming frequency isnt just an artefact of the television serial format. Rather, its because the Federaion as a cuture are a bunch of deranged hyper-neophiles, tooling around in ships packed ful of beyond-cutting-edge bech they don't realy understand Endlessly trustraing t you have to fight them, because they can puil an efectively unlimited number of bulshit space-magic countermeasures out of their arses but they're as lkely as not to give themseves a lethal five-dimensional wedgie n the process. All those rampant holograms and warp core maunctions and ncidents? That doesn't actualy happen to anyone etse, "S·leray just Federaoon vesses nat go 0" the rats lke that And they do so on a fairty regular basis So to everyone else in the galaxy all humans are basically Doc Brown prokopetz Alens who have seen the Back to the Future movies ineraly dont realise that Doc Brown is meant so be funny They're just ike yes, mat is exactly what a human sclentists are like in my experience" THE ONLY REASON SOOTTY IS CHIEF ENGINEER INSTEAD OF SOMEONE FROM A SPECIES WITH A HIGHER TECHNOLOGICAL APTITUDE 1S BECAUSE EVERYONE FROM THOSE SPECIES TOOK ONE LOOK AT THE E ROOM AND RAN AWAY vulcan science academy why do you need another warp core humans we're going to plug two of them together and see we go twice as sa last time we gave you a warp core you threw mto a sun to see the sun humans hahaha yeah s IT EXPLODED humans it exploded twice as fast I love this. Especially because of how wel plays with my headcanon that the Federation does so much bemer against the Borg than anyone else because beating the Borg with mitary tactics is nigh-impossble, but beating them with wacky supersclence shenanigans works as long as they're unique wacky Yeah, 1 love this Reminds me of the thing I wrote a whle back about Humans in high fantasy realms- they're basically Team Fuck it Hold My Beer I Got This mpulsve, passionate to a faut, the social structures they build to try and regulate this hotheadedness ironicalty creates even greater levels of sheer bull-headedness. Even their "cooler heads take action in monns or weeks All their great heroes af the past were impossbly rash by galactic standards Humans Just Go With It, which is ther great flaw but also their greatest strength roachpatiol Ingons: okay we dont get vulcan science academy get what ingons: you vulcans are a bunch of stutfy prisses but you're also tougher stronger, and smarter than humans in every single way ingons: hy do you let them run your federation vulcan science academy look vulcan soence academy this a species where you give them two warp cores they don't do experiments on one and save the other for if the frst one up vulcan sdence academy this a species where if you give them two warp cores, mey wil ask for a third one, immediabely plug all three into each other Dinch a hole into an alternate unverse where humans subscribe to even more destructive ideological system, fight everyone in R because theyre offended by that, steal meir warp cores, plug those together, punch ther way back here, then try to burn a nearby sun into a torus because that was wha neir initial scientric experment was for and they dien't want to waste a trip ucan science academy: they cid that last week we have the weite-up right here. it's getting published in about six hundred scientific jounals across two hundred aiterent discipines because of how many estabished theories their dculous Ittle expednon has just caled into question. also, they did turn that sun into a torus, and no one actuaily knows how vulcan science academy s i why we ler mem do whatever the hee mey ingons:.can we be a part of your federation Come to think of it, I mean. Look at the Trst human warp drive thing in the you know what the best evidence for this is? Deep Space 9 amost never broke that imtated O'Bren to and back, sure almost none of the truly weird shit that befel Voyager and all the starships Enterprise what was the dest malfunction D89 ever had? re senior staf geting rapped as holosuite characters in Our Man Basr, and that was because a human decided to just dump the transporter buiter into the stations core memory and hope everything would work out somehow which is a bt like swapping your compuner's hard drive out for a memory card from a Play Station 2 and expecing to be able to play a game of Spyro the Dragon with your you know what I'm not done with this post let's talk about the Pegasus the USS Fuckng Pegasus, testoed for tme first Stameet cloaking device. here we have a handful of humans working in secret to develop a cloaking device in olation of a treaty wh the Romulans they're playing cabchup trying to develop a technology other species have had for a century and what do the do? do they decide to duplicane a Romulan cloaking device precisely just see if hey can match what other species have? nope. they decide, hey, whle were at it, while we're building our very first one af these mings just to find out r this s possibie, ers see we can make mis thing phase us out ofnormal space so we can fy through planets wnile we're invisible but wihy said the one Vulcan in the room because that would fucking rule said the humans, high-tving each other Red Bul mere must be like twenty dfferent counseling groups for non-human engineering students at Starfleet Academy, and every week in every single one of them someone waks in and starts up with a story ke "our assignment was o repair a phaser emitter and my one human classmate buit a chronometric- tux toaster that toasts bread aer yourve eaten it MacGuyver" is the equivalent of Vulcan vintage human horor belevision during orientation at a human coliege, vulcans are presented with a ist of what is the word tuck for," the innocent young vulcans want to know. "surely mere are more logical intensty moditiers yeah, yourd think so. say the weary jaded vulcan professors. "youd real)y here is a phrase in vulcan for the particular moment you understand what he This is why the Federation is the only organisation to ever stand a chance The Borg can adapt to the brilant miltary strategies of the Romulan Star Empre·me Kingons and even the cold logical intellectual prowess ofthe The Borg werent prepared for a starship captain to kare them into his 50% nor detectve holo-novel 뉘 d then machine gun them to death with a weapon made of hard light